The bride was really lovely
And her face was all a’glow.
Her beaded dress was
fitted
So her pregnancy did
show.
And yet she danced and
partied
With her unborn baby
boy.
As she laughed and
kicked her heels up,
We were caught up in
her joy.
Years ago, it might
have mattered
And the truth tucked ‘neath
the dress
Or the wedding date
moved backward
So perhaps no one would
guess.
Yet the bride and groom
were thrilled
As were their friends
and all their kin
There to celebrate
their marriage
And their waiting son
within.
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